WILLA
The scent of antiseptic and bleach hit my nose all at once, dragging me out of my daze.
"Kol," I breathed, my heart still hammering wildly in my chest.
"Are you alri—"
I cut him off, surging upward from the infirmary bed and throwing my arms around his neck in a desperate hug. The sudden movement nearly dragged him down on top of me.
"Whoa," he murmured, catching his balance just in time.
His strong arms wrapped around me, pulling me fully up against his chest and lifting me slightly off the mattress.
"Are you alright?" Kol whispered against my hair, his voice thick with worry.
I shook my head, unable to lie.
Nyra had pulled me from the lake's depths, but the nightmare still clung to me — the girl who looked exactly like me, the silver chains, the spear, the crushing hands around my throat. Even though it was just a dream, it had felt terrifyingly real.
